Chapter 553

Meliodas gave a faint smile, hands clasped behind his head, and spoke with an utterly unconcerned look.

A war that could decide the life or death of a nation now seemed, before this mighty figure, no different from a scuffle between blood brothers.

But in an instant, a pitch-black sphere streaked past and appeared above the Fapingyi Society.

The expression on Meliodas's face, too, began to grow solemn.

"He's here!"

Compared with his earlier playfulness, Meliodas now grew unexpectedly grave.

"Lord Meliodas, is that your younger brother?"

"He really does look just like you…"

Princess Emerald gazed ahead at the youth in a red leather jacket, with long black hair and a pair of jet-black wings.

A flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes; although she had long been prepared for the two to look very alike,

the resemblance between the Jerudoris before her and Meliodas was truly uncanny.

It was hard not to take them for blood brothers.

"Yo, traitor of the Demon Clan — looks like you've been scraping by quite nicely here on this continent."

"Did you flee from Liones because you were afraid we'd come knocking on your door?"

"Just like always, the same old coward."

Jerudoris flew up into the air; the moment he saw Meliodas's face, a surge of fury rose unbidden from his chest.

Looking at Meliodas, his eyes held nothing but hatred.